The Curt Relicker doesn't like certifying anything. Something about being recognised by his signature. His security precautions are elaborate for someone who collects junk.
The Curt Relicker takes an armful of old newspapers and pauses. 'Wait! I can see the code here. Well, almost. Monty, get the books! We decrrypt!' He rushes off after certifying your scraps, your sideboard and your hat.